Category: Guest Blog

The Top Five Lessons I Learned From A Dead Plant

Today’s blog post is by my dear friend Brooke – I know you’ll be as moved by it as I was. 

I was just starting my first day of work and my boss was giving me a bit of a tour.  She pointed and said, “Well, here’s your new office.  As you can see, we have the usual: Desk, computer, printer, phone.    Also, there’s a dead plant over there in the corner.  You can go ahead and throw that away.”

Little did I know that twelve years later I would be sitting here thinking about all the lessons that dead plant has taught me.  As it turns out, it wasn’t dead.  It just required a little love and attention; and just a little bit of faith.

At first I was clueless about what to do with it.   I had never had a plant; or for that matter, been responsible for any living thing.  I was only in charge of taking care of myself and quite frankly, I wasn’t doing a great job of that either.  But, I figured in its current state, the bar had been set pretty low.  How much damage could I possibly do?

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I am sure.

Last summer, God spoke to me. It wasn’t really an answer so much as it was three simple words. Not even an actual sentence, although each word was a verb. “Love, learn, lead.” Those were the three words He dropped into my heart at a women’s Bible study I was part of. I wish I could say that when I heard them, or more accurately, felt them, I dropped what I was doing, ran to the coordinator and told her that I would lead the group. But I didn’t. I ruminated on them for the hour and a half of the gathering. I barely heard the teaching, but I was in the middle of a lesson. And Jesus was my teacher.

At the end of the gathering, I got up, palms sweating, went over to my friend who was leading the study and said, “God told me I have to lead something. I will start with a small group for this study.” She looked at me and sort of tilted her head and with kindness in her eyes said, “Are you sure?”

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What Air BnB Taught Me About Humanity

Y’all! Today we have a guest post because all the things have happened in the last couple weeks, and I have nothing to give. So this is Courtney, who is super funny and has a story about Air Bnb, which is great because that is something I would never do because I value my safety and my innocence (stop laughing, Mother). You will see my commentary in italics, noted Editor’s Note. So, without further ado, here she is!

I’m always a little late to the party. Trend-wise, anyway. So, it should come as no surprise that I only recently used Airbnb for the first time.

My husband and I were planning a vacation with friends who had rented through the website before. They suggested it for this trip. I was skeptical, but when we found ourselves a few weeks out from our scheduled departure and unable to find an available hotel suite within a 20-mile radius of the city Airbnb sounded like the best remaining option (followed closely by camping in tents with a hostel a distant third).

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Miss Erin Goes to Singapore

Today is the first ever guest blog!! (ring bells, dance around, blow whistles)

My friend Erin (not my sister Erin or my childhood friend Erin, a third Erin) went to Singapore on business. Erin is one of those ones that is too pretty to be funny, so you have to assume they were a late bloomer, which forced their personality to develop way beyond what normal pretty girls have. Her writing is awesome, so I had to get her story to share with you guys! I’ll add my own Editor’s Note in italics for your reading pleasure.

So, without further adieu, I present to you Miss Erin Goes to Singapore.

First and foremost I need to acknowledge that I recognize that I am blessed…incredibly blessed. Not only because I have a pretty awesome family that loves and supports me but because I have an amazing job in an industry that I’m incredibly passionate about that provides me the opportunities to see things that I may not have otherwise seen and go places that I may not otherwise go. Singapore is one of those places. Truth is, I cannot say that I have ever dreamed of going to Asia. I am not quite sure why, (Editor’s Note: What? Not everyone dreams of one day visiting Singapore?) but it is true. Maybe it’s because I worried that I would feel exceptionally tall and pale or maybe it’s because I wondered if there was anything to see. Regardless, it wasn’t on my list but for some reason I jumped at the opportunity to go when it was offered.

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